The geniuses all around lowered their heads one after another with complicated expressions.
Especially the younger generation of the Spirit Hall, whose faces turn blue and white.
Once upon a time, they were still laughing at Li Yingxue behind her back, saying that she had a brother who was unknown and mediocre in strength, and they did not even dare to show his face.
(The information about the confrontation outside Orange Grove has long been blocked by the Spirit Hall's top management, and the outside world knows nothing about it.)
But now, that man suppressed the entire audience with the power of thunder, and with every move he made, there was Destruction power like Heavenly Punishment, turning the invincible Fallen Douluo into ashes.
That image was engraved in their minds like a brand that could never be erased.
Li Yingxue leaned on Zhang Qingxuan's shoulder with a smile, but I don't know how many people secretly swore in their hearts at this moment--
Never mess with these siblings again.
Spirit Hall The temporary position is filled with ruins and scorched earth.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and burnt food.
The surviving Soul Masters were sitting or lying down, their faces full of exhaustion and heaviness from the aftermath of the disaster.
In this depressing mess, there is only one place that is particularly "lively".
Li Yingxue stood next to Zhang Qingxuan, raising his little face slightly at the people around him, gesticulating with excitement, telling how outstanding and powerful his brother was.
In order to create an atmosphere, she also lit a Li Fire. The Li Fire flickered on and off as she spoke, just like her excited mood at the moment.
Zhang Qingxuan stood not far away, looking at his sister's "little peacock spreading her tail" look, and shook her head helplessly.
[You are so old, how can you still have the mentality of a child!]
He raised his hand and patted her shoulder gently, interrupting her rambling. "Okay, okay, stop making trouble, I still have something to do."
Li Yingxue was startled and turned around. "Brother, what's so urgent?"
Zhang Qingxuan didn't explain much. He turned his eyes to Light Feather Douluo who was staring at the bloody formation in the distance. He cupped his hands and said, "Elder Guang Ling, I leave it to you to deal with the aftermath here. I have other important matters and need to leave immediately."
Light Feather Douluo turned around suddenly, frowning. "Where are you going? Now Great Worship is trapped, the formation has not been broken, and the situation is extremely dangerous. As one of the strongest combatants, how can you leave easily?"
His tone was urgent, with the worry of an elder and the consideration of a commander-in-chief.
Zhang Qingxuan's eyes were calm, but his tone was unquestionable. "Next, I'm afraid I won't be needed here for the time being."
Before he finished speaking, his Spiritual Power surged, and his voice passed through Spiritual Power, reaching Guang Ling's eardrums like a whisper: [It is difficult to shake this formation with ordinary means. I suspect that its root cause or flaw may be hidden in Evil Soul Valley. I must go there.]
Light Feather Douluo's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes quickly switched between the ferocious bloody formation in the distance and Zhang Qingxuan, weighing the pros and cons.
After a moment, he nodded heavily and responded via voice transmission: [Be careful! That place is dangerous and unpredictable, so be careful!]
Zhang Qingxuan The corners of his mouth moved slightly in response.
He glanced at the confused sister next to him and transmitted the message again: [My sister, please trouble the elders to worry more.]
The next moment, his body turned into a bright bolt of lightning, tearing apart the dull air and shooting towards a secret direction, so fast that only a trace of light gradually dissipated.
"Hey, hey, hey! Brother! Where are you going? Wait for me!" Only then did Li Yingxue react. He stamped his feet in a hurry and shouted to the sky. His voice was particularly clear in the open position.
Light Feather Douluo stroked his beard, smiled and came over to comfort him, "Okay, little girl, stop shouting, your brother has already gone away."
"He's in an emergency and it's inconvenient to take you with him. Staying with him might be a burden."
Li Yingxue opened his mouth, and a sourness rushed to the tip of his nose.
She is not ignorant, because of this, she understands better that for her brother, who has always been as steady as a mountain, to call it an "emergency", it must be related to Great Worship, to this bloody formation that swallows Life, and may even be related to the survival of the entire Spirit Hall.
A deep sense of powerlessness gripped her.
[Why am I still so weak... I can't do anything to help my brother at the critical moment.]
She lowered her head and twisted her clothes unconsciously with her fingers.
But soon, she shook her head vigorously, and the stubborn flame rekindled in her eyes.
[No! Li Yingxue, don't be discouraged! You are already a strong person in the first echelon of the younger generation! As long as you continue to become stronger, one day, you will become his most reliable help, instead of a burden that requires his distraction and protection!]
She took a deep breath, suppressed her unwillingness in her heart, and turned it into a firmer belief.
At this time, a beautiful figure came quickly with a group of people.
It was Xiao Bai, the housekeeper of the Li Family. Behind her were a group of healing Soul Master, with their medicine boxes neatly arranged.
"Elder Guang Ling, Li Family healing system Soul Master is in place, and there are sufficient herbal medicines. Please arrange for the treatment of the wounded."
Xiao Bai bowed slightly and spoke briskly.
Light Feather Douluo glanced around and saw that most of his Soul Master were injured, so he nodded. "Thank you, Xiao Bai, the housekeeper."
Xiao Bai smiled brightly and quickly directed the medical team to start work.
However, when she glanced at the group of nervous Clear Sky Sect disciples in the corner, the corner of her mouth curved deeper.
She walked over lightly, and at some point she picked up a small and exquisite gold abacus with her fingertips. She moved it with her fingertips and made a crisp crackling sound.
"Dear guests, the healing services are clearly marked with fair prices~"
Her smile was as bright as a flower and her voice was sweet, but it made the group of the Clear Sky Sect disciples feel an inexplicable chill.
A disciple pointed to his own wound and asked cautiously, "Um... can our Clear Sky Sect's be cured? How... is this injury calculated?"
Xiao Bai narrowed his eyes slightly and flicked the abacus beads very fast. "Oh, Clear Sky Sect's distinguished guest!"
She protracted her tone. "But! We here charge separate fees for friends other than Spirit Hall~"
She stretched out her slender fingers and counted them one by one.
"Small injury, ten Gold Soul Coin!"
"Slight injury, one hundred Gold Soul Coin!"
"Seriously injured... Start at 10,000 Gold Soul Coin!"
"Fatal injury, we can dig a hole for you, just one Gold Soul Coin!"
"May I ask, sir, which model does this belong to?"
"Wha... what?!" The disciple's eyes almost popped out of his head.
"You are worse than robbing money!"
Xiao Bai covered his mouth and chuckled, and started pounding the abacus more urgently. "Oh, sir, what you said is not very kind~ It's so tiring to steal money, and you have to be so worried, how can you be so comfortable just sitting down and earning Gold Soul Coin's money?"
Her smile remained unchanged, but her tone was decisive.
"Of course, this is just the medical fee. The herbal medicine fee is extra."
After the words fell, the disciples of the Clear Sky Sect all took half a step back and looked at Xiao Bai's beautiful and shrewd smile, just like looking at Yama who was seeking his life.
Li Yingxue couldn't help laughing while watching, thinking: [My brother is not here, but Xiao Bai recites Li Family's "Business Tips" louder than anyone else.]